Power surges sucked.

Anime and video games had made people believe they were the greatest things in the world. That they felt like the best drug trip ever (not that I even know what THAT was like… I was unstable enough as it was just on my happy little lonesome) and were utterly addictive. The evil villain who would find a way to gain more strength and power and would shudder with pleasure as it filled their bodies, nearly orgasmic in what the sensation did to them.

If someone paid attention though they would see that, at least in Dragon Ball, power ups were not all sugar highs and blowjobs.

Goku, Vegeta, Gohan, and all the rest had to focus in order to tap into their power. Become tense and determined to dig at the strength within and bring it to the surface. Oh, going Super Saiyan became easier once they achieved that level but getting there? Those weren't happy giggles coming out of their mouths. No… they were screams of exertion. Ones of stress and pain and reaching deep into one's self to drag up something. And more than that one was altering their entire body, forcing it to expand to hold that power that was far greater than what they were ever meant to hold.

So as my body naturally converted the KI energy the Fruit of Might, turning it into Evil Magic thanks to me ignoring my friends and their battles and focusing only on myself… my "reward" was pain.

'Evil Magic and Good Magic aren't supposed to work together,' I thought as my nerves finally began to stop screaming at me, allowing me to focus on what was happening around me… as well as what had just happened to my body. 'They are supposed to be in conflict… warring with each other. It is why when a mage begins down one path they STICK with that path.' It was an utterly flawed statement when it came to the nature of human evil but Yoda's comments about the Dark Side DID ring true when it came to magic: once upon the path of darkness, or light, forever would it dominate your destiny.

And me, being a fucking idiot motivated by a scroll, had decided, "Nah, I can be the first to do it."

It reminded me of our dog Sammy and our cat Ellen, when they had first met. Sammy had attacked Ellen… who fought right back. DEMANDING Sammy respect her. The Evil Magic the Fruit of Might had just granted me was massive… but I had also just saved Earth twice and had reserves upon reserves of Good Magic in my body. The light saw the dark approaching and smirked before rising up to smack it down, thinking that it would be easy. But the Evil Magic was just as determined to take root and as such the two collided like sumo wrestlers in my gut.

"Fuck," I gasped as Evil Magic slithered along my skin, clinging to me like glue, only to give way to points of Good Magic that exploded out of sections of my body like volcanoes. "Fuck!" I cursed again before I grit my teeth and willed both sets of magic to settle the fuck down. I felt the muscles in my neck straining, veins bulging out as I fought with all I had against, well, myself.

But… finally… both halves of magic settled down, managing to curl up within me without actually touching each other.

"Not… quite what the Scroll was saying would happen," I muttered to myself, flexing my fingers before looking out at the battlefield. "Oh… hey."

"…you are in trouble now!" Yamcha declared, thrusting his fist into the air before pointing right at me. "Kayos is going to make you wish you'd never come to this planet!"

"Yeah but… no," I said, hating that I had to burst his bubble.

"…what?"

But rather than answer I instead did the only thing I COULD do.

I left.

~MC~MC~MC~

"Where… where is he going!?" Bulma shouted.

"We can focus on him later!" Chiaotzu cried out as Turles slowly raised his head up after being sent into the Tree of Might, eyes blazing with rage.

"Kill them all…" he hissed before throwing back his head, his KI energy raging around him. "KILL THEM ALL!"

"Right!" Rasin declared, rushing at Chiaotzu even as Turles took off, Raditz and Goku giving chase after him even as Tien and a recovered Chichi moved to take on their opponent. "You just signed your death warrants!"

Bulma though glowered as her drones fired off more capsules that attached themselves to her armor, giving her a secondary pair of robotic arms that had laser blasters attached to them while her main arms had swords. "I just suddenly found myself not having any time for you!" she snapped as she went on the attack. "So I need to take you out quickly!"

Chiaotzu went after Lakesei, allowing Bulma to focus on Rasin. The strange alien was very quick but the AI in her suit was working to help her compensate for that, quickly alerted her to any suddenly movements and using prediction algorithms to figure out where he might go next. That was the beauty of her latest battle armor: it was self learning. Able to study an opponent and learn just what they liked to do. Everyone had patterns… Master Roshi had taught her that. Things they liked to fall back on. A great fighter learned how to break out of those habits but that didn't mean they weren't there… they were just better at not falling back on the tried and trued. But Rasin wasn't and-

Bulma smirked as one of her lasers hit its mark and Rasin found himself without a foot.

"You insolent little brat!" the alien screamed before launching himself at her… only to stop short when Chiaotzu suddenly swapped power sets with Tien and activated Witches Style. Lakesei didn't even have a chance to cry out before Chiaotzu grew his extra set of arms and drove them right into his face, shattering his eye sockets. "Lakesei!" Rasin called out in horror.

"Worry about yourself!" Bulma shouted as she flew in close, thrusting her right arm…

…and impaling the alien through the gut.

Bulma's eyes went wide.

Rasin slowly looked down at his belly before raising his head up, a trickle of dark blood slowly rolling down his lip and onto his chin.

"At least… Lakesei… still… lives…" he got out, Bulma having a front row seat to the alien's eyes glazing over, the spark leaving them as his body sagged.

"I… I didn't…" she got out as she ripped the blade from the small alien's body. She turned just in time to see Chiaotzu fire a Dodon Ray that reduced Lakesei to ashes.

"Bulma!" Chiaotzu called out. "Come on, we have to help the others."

"…yeah," Bulma said, shaken as she stared at her sword, still covered in the thick black blood of the last of the Beenz.

~MC~MC~MC~

Chichi and Tien floated in the air, cautious as they eyed up Amond. Tien had been staying out of the fight at the start, allowing Chiaotzu to go in while he studied up their foes and tried to figure out just what moves they might have that would cause them problems. But he had found that most of them just got by on brute strength. No flashing or shocking moves that could suddenly take a battle and twist it on its head. No strange abilities that would force the gang to strategize on the fly how to deal with them. Just kicks, punches, and ki blasts. It was… it was honestly a touch refreshing.

And, if he could be honest, a wonderful reminder that they ALL had grown stronger.

'When we took on the Saiyans they had so much control during that fight,' he thought to himself, glancing over to make sure everyone else was doing okay. Bulma and Chiaotzu were moving to help Krillin and Senza against their fighter, though he saw that Bulma seemed slightly… off. Nothing too great but clearly something had rattled her, based on her body language; he made a mental note to check in on her after the battle. 'Against Slug's forces we did a lot better but… it felt like that might be a one-off thing. That we actually hadn't developed as much as we thought we had.' He smirked as he watched Isco and Yamcha finish up with Cacao, the droid tearing through the cyborg in a shower of sparks. 'But seeing us being able to stand and hold our own against these guys?'

He wasn't deluding himself though… their opponents WERE stronger than they were. The difference though was that the Z Fighters simply had the better numbers. Chichi, Tien, and Kayos had been able to do their own things while the others fought, swapping in fresh. That meant something… it was hard enough to fight 2 on 1 but to know that your opponent could suddenly change to someone fresh? That made fights near impossible to win.

'Well… some of us swapped in,' he thought darkly as he glanced in the direction Kayos had flown in. "Did you know he was going to do that?" he asked Chichi.

"I certainly did not!" the woman said darkly, eyes narrowed. "He and I will be having a LONG discussion about his actions when this is over."

"I get why he did it…" Tien began before shaking his head. "But I don't like him keeping secrets… or risking this planet."

"I want to hear his reasoning beyond "I wanted to be stronger" before I pass judgment."

"Heheh," their opponent, Amond, chuckled as he finally decided he'd gotten his second wind. "You two really don't get it, do you? That bastard just did what everyone else in the universe does: care about himself."

"You don't know him," Chichi charged.

"Oh, but I do," Amond taunted. "I know him better than you know him… or maybe even he knows himself. I understand why he did that. If I had the chance I would have done the same damn thing!" He narrowed his eyes. "That's okay though… I'll find a way to rip that power right out of his corpse! And I'll stack his dead body up alongside yours!"

He rushed forward and Tien narrowed his eyes, using Chiaotzu's psychic powers to grab a massive chunk of wood from the Tree of Might and heave it into Amond's path. The warrior though crashed through it, though it did distract him long enough for Chichi and him to fall into better defensive stances.

'As much as I don't want to consider it… there is a chance this bastard is right,' Tien thought. 'Kayos has watched us all grow stronger… he's gotten so much better with his magic but its all about trickery and misdirection for him.' The man had always acted fine about it but Tien had his doubts. 'If it were me and everyone around me kept getting strong and more powerful and all I could do was perform some tricks… I'd want to find a way to bridge the gap myself. Did he truly do this because it would help all of us in the long run? Or was it just him being selfish?'

Avo Kayos would have a lot of explaining to do when this was over.

~MC~MC~MC~

"You are going to pay for what he did!" Daiz declared darkly as he moved in to try and punch Krillin's head off. "That Fruit was meant for us! And the seed-"

Krillin blocked the blow quickly and spun a kick into the fighter's side, causing him to stagger. "That fruit was meant for no one! It nearly destroyed this planet!"

"Who cares about these filthy mongrels?" Daiz asked mockingly. "If they were truly worth it, had a reason to exist, they would have been able to drive us off! But they didn't… which is why they are going to die on this rock!"

"Not if you die first!" Krillin declared, firing off one of his Destructo Discs.

But Daiz, having already gotten several nasty slashes from Krillin's previous Destructo Disc attacks, blasted towards Senza, forcing Krillin to mentally pull the discs away, so that they didn't chop his new friend into pieces. Of course that put him in the range of Senza who responded by launching a series of kicks and punches at the alien warrior, forcing him to dodge.

"You are almost as strong as Turles," Daiz replied before he managed to get under one of Senza's blows and deliver and strike to Senza's ankle, causing the Namekian to curse in pain before he lifted his hand and fired a ki blast that had the warrior shooting up. "Almost." He turned to Krillin and coated both is hands in Ki. "And why should I care about these mongrels? They are nothing to me… little more than pathetic mutts who yipped and barked before scurrying away."

"Because its right," Krillin retorted even as he batted away one of the Ki blasts that Daiz fired at him.

"And who decides right and wrong?" Daiz challenged. "The one that is the strongest, that's who. It has always been that way and it always will be. My family ruled our planet… I was destined to be a king. But then Turles arrived and within an hour subjugated us all. When he asked me to join him I could have been like my brothers and snarled that he had no right… and I would have ended up dead, like them. I understood at once that his might meant he ruled… and I have never looked back." He smirked at that. "You might think me weak-willed… I think of myself as the one that is going to survive. Had these dogs actually decided to do the smart thing and submitted to us the strongest of them would have been allowed to serve within the Crusher Corps. But they decided that it was better to fight… and now they will die on this barren husk while you, their foolish 'champions', will be little more than a tale we tell at feasts! A mockery!

"Do you realize yet how hopeless this crusade is, bald man? How you have no hope of defeating us? We are the Crusher Corps, the mightiest warriors in the universe! Do you not see that your right and wrong are mere illusions that have no standing on us? And how-"

Daiz cried out when explosions ripped across his body.

"What I see," Sennen stated, her gun still smoking even as the rest of her resistance cell raised their weapons, "is that someone forgot that sometimes the 'dogs' bite back!"

And with that her forces opened fire on Daiz, causing him to scream.

~MC~MC~MC~

Turles snarled as his pestering nephew blasted towards him. "I don't have time for the likes of you!" he roared as he twisted around and fired off a Ki blast at the long haired Saiyan. But Raditz merely dodged the blow and continued on and Turles realized that there was no hope of avoiding this fight. 'Which means that blond bastard is getting further away!' he cursed. 'He has the fucking seed with him… if I don't get a hold of it then I have no hope of being able to grow another Tree of Might. The one we found the very first time is long dead by now and the other ones must have been reduced to husks as well. That seed is my last chance!'

"Why are you fleeing, Uncle?" Raditz demanded, firing off two ki blasts from his hand. "Don't you wish to know what we've been up to?"

"Not in the slightest," Turles snapped. "I had hoped that you would have died along with your parents when that meteor destroyed our planet!"

"At least my father attempted to protect Planet Vegeta!" Raditz shouted even as his brother moved to aid him.

"Raditz is right," the younger Saiyan said. "All you do is destroy planets."

"And you think Bardock was any different?" Turles taunted. "What tales have you been filling your brother's head with, Raditz?" Turles dodged another Ki blast and moved in quickly, slamming his head into Raditz's face. He wasn't sure if he broke the boy's nose or not but it still felt good to crack his skull against the other Saiyan's face. Raditz fell back and Turles grabbed onto his arm, twisting it and hurling the long haired Saiyan right into the ground below. "Did he regale you with tales of the noble Bardock? The hero of the galaxy? Well, allow me to tell you, boy, that your father was a monster. No different than me. The blood of millions coated his hands and he never bothered to wash it away. He slaughtered all in his path and he ENJOYED it."

The younger Saiyan though… didn't really react to that.

"Or maybe he did tell you and you just don't care," Turles taunted.

"No," his nephew said, "I care… but only in the fact that I wish he hadn't have done that. Just like I wish you'd stop trying to hurt this planet and its people."

That made Turles throw back his head and laugh. "Bardock!" he roared. "If only you could see from whatever hell you are suffering from what your lineage has become! Your youngest is an idealistic fool!" He cackled at that even as the younger Saiyan narrowed his eyes and Turles let out an amused sigh. "Dreamers don't last long in this galaxy… before your birth it was your own father that snuffed them out. Now?" he held up a glowing hand. "Its me."

"Maybe that's the way it used to be," the younger Saiyan replied. "But not anymore."

"Oh, what a delusional champion you are!" Turles taunted before launching another attack right at his nephew's determined little face. He grinned as the boy's head snapped back but he didn't let him get too far away, instead grabbing onto his shoulders and forcing him to bend down so he could drive his knee right into his gut. "Your father will have words for you when you meet him in the hellfire." With that he socked Bardock's annoying spawn across the jaw, sending him crashing to the ground. "What a legacy you have made, Bardock!" Turles taunted even as Raditz raced up to face him. "Your pathetic children, dying at my hands!"

"The only pathetic bastard here is you!" Raditz snarled as he slammed his shoulder into Turles. The older Saiyan winced at that but didn't let it drive him too far back and instead moved to grab onto Raditz only for the warrior to zip away. "You will submit, Uncle!"

"Oh, is that what you think will happen? You think for even a moment I care about the old ways?" He threw back his head and laughed. "I will never submit. And just to save you the trouble, Raditz? If you try that bullshit on me I will make your death be a slow one!"

Raditz snarled and fired off several rapid ki blasts. "And you call yourself a Saiyan!? Where is your pride!?"

"Saiyan Pride… a fancy term made by the elite of our world in order to keep them on top-" He suddenly blasted forward, driving his foot into Raditz's shoulder, "-and us on the bottom. It's why I left, boy. I refused to play the game. The Saiyans had lost their way… I was the only one to understand what we truly were… what we needed to be! We were not a society of kings and families and organization. We were nomads and warriors, fighting to bring into our warbonds the bestand dooming all the rest. King Vegeta wanted order… to make us respectful. We never were. We are evil bastards, each and every one of us, who take what we want and do not care for rules and laws and bonds of family or friendship! Frieza and Vegeta and Bardock prevented me from having those and I swore to reclaim them!" he took a breath, smiling smugly. "I wanted to be free… and now I am. While you lap at Frieza's piss water and call it nectar I live as our ancestors did… as a true Saiyan."

"I don't work for Frieza. Not since I learned the truth."

"And what truth is that?"

"He's the one that destroyed Planet Vegeta. Not that meteorite."

Turles paused.

"My father learned the truth, that Frieza wanted to kill the entire Saiyan race. To wipe us out completely because he feared our power. He stood against Frieza and fought to save our planet-"

"And he failed," Turles said with a wide grin. "Oh… what a legacy for my dear Brother-In-Law… to fail when it mattered most! To be unable to do a thing. And now his sons will die and his failure will be complete!"

"You care so little for your people? Your world?"

"Raditz… the fact that I haven't even bothered to learn your brother's name should tell you how little I care about our people and what they became." He rocketed into Raditz who responded by firing off a volley of ki blasts but Turles merely smacked them away, slamming into him and wrapping his arms around his nephew's middle and squeezing hard. "You don't matter. Your brother doesn't matter. The only person I have ever cared about is myself! The Last of the Saiyan race! The only True Saiyan left in the universe! And now you'll-"

Turles let out a cry of pain as the younger of Bardock's brats drove themselves up into him, driving a fist right into his belly. His arms spasmed from the strike and he released Raditz who answered his earlier attack by slamming his fists into either side of Turles' head. Dazed, Turles tried to swing out and grab Raditz or his brother only for the two to drive their fists down, slamming him towards the earth. He groaned and shook his head, snarling as he looked up to see the Sons of Bardock looking down upon him.

"And that's why you are going to die here, Uncle," Raditz declared, charging up his ki around his hands, his little brother pulling his arms off to his side, energy gathering around his fingers. "Because you never had anyone to rely upon. Never had any THING to rely upon."

"I rely upon myself!" Turles roared in defiance. "I am the only true Saiyan, boys! The only one that understands the might of the Saiyan Race! It should have been me leading our people, not Vegeta and certainly not Bardock! I would have slayed Frieza and all his kind had it not been for your father and him standing in my way! Now then… let us see who is right in the only way that matters!" He threw his hands back behind his head, gathering his own ki. "THE ONLY WAY THAT MATTERS! THE SAIYAN WAY! CALAMITY-!"

"Double Sunday!" Raditz roared.

"Kamehameha!" his brother shouted.

"BLASTER!"

The three beams struck together and an orb of light began to form where they hit. Raditz and his brother snarled and roared out their rage and for a moment Turles almost felt… respect… for them. That they were showing their strength and their power. But he dismissed the ghost of those feelings from his mind and focused instead on pushing more and more of his power into the blast, forcing it to move slowly towards the two, driving their own attacks back at them.

"Not enough…" he snarled. "Two against one… still… not… enough-"

"RAGE OF FRYPAN!"

Turles twisted, eyes going wide as he saw the burning red ki blast launch at him.

"The female…" he whispered as he saw the Saiyan woman that had appeared with the blond thief throwing out one hand, the other bracing her arm as she sent the inferno-like ki blast at him; he shifted to try and block it but that proved to be his downfall. Turles screamed as his Calamity Buster shifted, allowing Bardock's bastard sons to drive their own attacks into him, striking him. He screamed as he fell back-

And then he felt agonizing pain and the world went dark.

~MC~MC~MC~

Raditz frowned as he stared at his uncle's body.

It hadn't been the blast that had killed him. No, that had merely driven him back into one of the great thick roots of the Tree of Might… and one of the roots that had burst from the ground. He hung there, impaled upon the great tree, head lulled to one side.

"I feel like I should… feel something," Kakarot said as he floated down to hover next to his brother. "I mean… he was family. But I don't feel anything."

"Good," Raditz said coolly. "He would never have mourned for us. Even if we had agreed with everything he said and thought he was right he still wanted us dead. He hated us because of who our father was."

"I… I just don't get that though!" Kakarot exclaimed. "How can he hate us if he doesn't even know who we are?"

"People aren't rational, brother," Raditz snapped, wondering how ANYONE of his blood could be so naively stupid. 'It must be Earth… it does something to people's brains, makes them think that everything is soft and kind and that the day can be won if you just smile hard enough. No wonder he lets all these people that have tried to kill him not only live but be a part of his inner circle.' But as soon as that thought entered his head Raditz found himself snickering. 'Heheh, who am I to talk? Without that kindness I wouldn't be alive. He had no idea about Saiyan submission… still really doesn't get it. He only took me in out of kindness and family.'

Honestly Radtiz should have been thrilled by that. It meant that only he and Vegeta knew what it had meant when he submitted… and honestly it was a question if even Vegeta understood that, considering what he'd done to Nappa. It meant that Raditz was free… he could leave right at that moment and not have to worry at all about what anyone would say.

'Except for myself,' he thought darkly. 'I would know that I broke my own word.'

"Still… it means one less Saiyan in the world," Chichi commented, moving to float with them over Turles' body.

"Some would argue that's a good thing!" Sennan called out.

"Someone is bitter," Raditz commented.

"You're surprised?" Chichi asked. "Turles did nearly destroy her planet."

"This is why I don't leave anyone alive when I visit a world," Raditz commented only for his brother and his wife to stare at him. "Whatever," he said with a roll of his eyes before calling out to the dog woman, "We did your killing for you! You're welcome!"

Sennen growled and pointed her gun right at him.

"I see why you tend to kill everyone," Chichi said dryly.

"Thank you, I'm glad you understand!" Raditz said, pleased that at least ONE member of his newly found family finally got it. Taking off towards where they'd left the ship Raditz didn't even spare a single glance back at Turles.

His uncle had never come looking for him.

Why should he look back at him?

~MC~MC~MC~

"So that one guy got away?" Krillin asked Tien as the rest of the gang pulled out some crates from the ship.

"Amond, I think his name was Amond," Tien said. "And yeah… in the confusion of Goku and Raditz and Chichi taking out Turles he managed to slip away."

"We'll deal with him," Radoor declared, the Pleist still annoyed that he and the rest of the freedom fighters had been reduced to support. "He was only able to match us because he had backup. Now that he's on his own we can eliminate him."

"If you say so," Tien said, folding his arms over his chest. "And what about the tree?"

"If the stuff your friend is getting us works that should be handled quickly," Dober said, sounding a bit less hostile than Radoor. Though there was an undercurrent of anger in his words and Krillin got it; after what Kayos had done he wasn't surprised they were getting a less than warm goodbye.

"Oh, it will!" Bulma declared. "These capsules have all sorts of tools for removing trees and other plant life. Chainsaws, root killer-"

"Why did you bring all that?" Tien asked.

"You never know when you'll need it."

"We would need chainsaws and root killer?"

"To be fair we are using it?" Krillin said, scratching his chin.

Isco shrugged as he walked past. "I still say that we should let them all die and use this as a staging ground for the new robot empire. But I was outvoted-"

"I still say Yamcha didn't know what he was voting for when he sided with you," Bulma commented before turning to Dober. "These crates contain about 3 months worth of food, based on what you gave me as your population numbers. Hopefully that will be enough for you guys to work out something to help you recover from all this."

"Appreciated," the Pleist stated.

"And we would be willing to come back-" Krillin began only for Radoor to growl at that. "Or not. Or not come back."

"Good," the old warrior snapped and the last of the Z Warriors beat a hasty retreat into the ship…

…and found Kayos sitting in the pilot chair, thumbing through a novel.

"I really should have looked this one over better before I brought it. The mystery is so obvious. The killer is-"

"KAYOS!" Bulma roared.

"No, its not me. Its actually the Turkish Diplomat." He looked up at the others and smiled. "hey."

Krillin stared at the blond man for a long moment before rolling his eyes. "Alright, let's give him a chance to explain himself."

"Explain himself!?" Bulma shouted. "He abandoned us! "

"Also, you are giving him a second chance, man?" Yamcha asked.

Krillin shrugged. "I figured I should give him at least some time to try and explain."

"Why would we do that?!" Bulma exclaimed. "He left us to fight Turles after he stole the Fruit of Might!"

Kayos raised a single finger. "First off I kept Turles from eating the Fruit of the Tree of Might and dear lord whoever named any of that shit needs to be taken behind a woodshed and sodomized with a barbwire wrapped-"

"KAYOS!" Chichi cried out, covering Gohan's ears.

"Oh, sorry about that." He frowned. "I think I'm a bit high off of Evil Magic. Of course I've never been high so I don't know what its like but still…" He shrugged. "Anyway, Turles with that would have been VERY bad. He would have handed Goku his ass easily… at best a bunch of us would have gotten hurt taking him down and remember we are very far from home at the moment so we can't really afford to get injured."

"He does have a point," Tien pointed out. "We did make this entire trip to save Master Roshi. We can't risk getting injured because that might mean having to return to earth… and that delay could cost us greatly."

"Aw, but think about Master Roshi!" Goku declared.

"I… am," Tien said slowly.

"I mean that he wouldn't want us to risk others just to save himself."

~MC~MC~MC~

"Save me!" Roshi cried out to King Kai, struggling to keep open the mouth of massive turtle he had found himself fighting against.

"But if I hurt the World Turtle it could cause a quake that could cause millions to suffer!" King Kai declared.

"Yeah but they ain't me!"

~MC~MC~MC~

"And at worst he would have killed us all and still destroyed Pleist," Kayos pointed out.

"That's assuming he even got to the Fruit," Senza pointed out.

Kayos though shot him a cool level stare. "Show of hands who thinks Goku would have let Turles eat the Fruit of Might just to see how much stronger he would have gotten?"

Everyone, including Goku, raised their hand.

"I have to admit that I'm disappointed I didn't get a better fight out of Turles," Goku said. "But hey, this means that Kayos is really strong now! Want to have a spar?"

"Maybe later, Nemona," Kayos said quickly, hoping Goku would forget the promise yet also knowing that there was little chance the Saiyan Warrior would. "So me taking the Fruit was the best way to eliminate that threat."

"But you still took it," Bulma pointed out. "All because of this obsession with Evil Magic."

"The Scroll-"

"I don't care about the Scroll!" Bulma cried out. "Those people are going to suffer because of you!"

"They kill the Tree and the Planet will heal! Will replenish its energy."

"You don't know that!"

Kayos, getting annoyed at how she kept needling that point, finally stood up and narrowed his eyes. "I do know that."

"How?"

"Because that's what happened in the movie!"

That… caused Bulma to blink.

"Movie?"

"…fuck." Kayos rolled his head back. "Ignore that."

Chichi though spoke up. "Kayos… what movie?"

"Its nothing."

"What are you talking about?" Chichi pressed, the others staring at him in confusion and curiosity.

"It's nothing," he tried to say again, only for Senza to step forward, shaking his head.

"Avo… its time you tell them the truth."

"What truth?" Bulma pressed.

Kayos closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Okay… so there has been-"

Before he could finish a solid white rectangle slid up from the ground in behind the group.

"What is that?" Chiaotzu exclaimed even as Goku moved to shield his family.

"I have no idea but it doesn't look good," Yamcha said.

"THE FIRST ROUND OF THE CONTEST HAS BEGUN! ENTER, CHAOS OF EARTH-7, ALONG WITH YOUR CHOSEN ALLY."

"…okay, so I'm from another Earth but I wasn't expecting this," Kayos admitted.

"You are part of a contest, Kayos?" Goku said, eyes wide as he crouched slightly, hands balled up into fists. "Why didn't you tell us?! And what is the contest!?"

"I'm not part of a contest, Goku-"

'YOUR ALLY HAS BEEN CHOSEN! CHAOS OF EARTH-7 AND SON GOKU, ENTER THE PORTAL AND COMPLETE YOUR TASK! DEFEAT YOUR ENEMIES! SAVE THE WORLD! AND YOUR REWARD WILL BE GREAT!"

"A world to save?!" Goku exclaimed.

"Goku!" Kayos snapped. "We need to think about this! We have no idea where this portal might lead!"

But Goku shook his head. "But Kayos, he just said that there is a world that needs to be saved. And enemies… that means there are evil villains waiting in that portal and the people they are harming NEED us to help them! We have to go!"

"Goku…"Chichi said slowly, "you can't just go through that portal."

"We have to, Chichi," Goku said firmly. "Kayos and I can't let innocent people suffer."

"Seems to be his current mood," Bulma declared.

"…you know what, fuck it," Kayos marched towards the portal. "Anything is better than dealing with your bitching!"

"HEY!" Bulma screamed even as Goku kissed Chichi goodbye and patted Gohan on the head.

"We'll catch up with you guys on Namek!"

"GOKU!" his friends cried out but the Saiyan followed after Kayos through the portal…

…and it disappeared without a trace.

~MC~MC~MC~

Amond panted, pressing his hand to the wound on his shoulder. 'Those lousy bastards… they will suffer…' He looked at Turles' limp body. "Heh… and you thought-"

He didn't get to finish… as Turles' fingers wrapped around his throat, squeezing hard, Amond unable to even scream in agony.

"Get… us.. off… this… planet."

THE STORY OF KAYOS AND GOKU CONTINUES

IN THE BRAND NEW FANFIC

CHAOS WARS

Arc 1: The Chaos of Three Worlds

Author's Note: So, to explain what is happening: I have decided that Chaos Wars, a multi-year series of crossovers, will occur as its own fic. For the next roughly 16 weeks (or 8 chapters) Kayos and Goku will be out of this fic and dealing with Chaos Wars.

Now, before people begin to complain about that… the plan was always for Namek to see Goku pulled from the table so I could focus on the rest of the Z Warriors. Give Raditz, Senza, and the rest a chance to shine. Much like DBZ this works well to remove both from the board.

Arc 1 will be "The Chaos of Three Worlds" and involve Kayos and Goku, along with a few others, working together to deal with the first challenge. They will then return to this story after that on Namek and join in after that.